"I'm not that fragile, a bit of tenderness won't hurt."
Having said that, Yan Qianyi struggled free from Mu Yunlie's grip and continued to unfasten his shirt buttons.
Every time she told him to stop fooling around, it never worked.
Now that the roles were reversed, she didn't expect it to work either.
Yan Qianyi took the initiative for the first time, like a little fairy who could steal hearts. Though her movements were somewhat clumsy and inexperienced, they nearly drove Mu Yunlie crazy.
She completely let herself go.
It was as if this was their last time together.
She feared that after uncovering the truth, she and Mu Yunlie could no longer be this happy.
So, at this moment, all she wanted was to cherish the present and revel in the joy of now.
To treat tomorrow as if it were the end of the world.
The next day, Yan Qianyi felt anxious all day long.
As the end of the afternoon classes approached and Mu Yunlie was about to pick her up, her anxiety grew.
